By scootermaven on
Monday, March 29, 2010 12:54 PM
In my dream I wanted to make breakfast, but all the eggs were cracked. I was also wading through a huge expanse of used toys. Some were broken, some were like new. I was picking through them, gathering up dolls to donate to charity. This mountain of toys started to swallow me up, and guess who saved me? That's right, a Hang Gliding Hamster! The crafty little fellow engineered a small scale wing out of a wire hanger and some other "useless junk".
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By scootermaven on
Saturday, March 13, 2010 12:31 PM
When I tell people I hang glide they say, "that's a sport? I guess I always thought you just hang there."
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By scootermaven on
Thursday, January 21, 2010 11:19 PM
I built a flying contraption out of a brown paper bag...
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By Herb Benton on
12/31/2009 1:32 PM
Another year comes to an end! Lots of exciting stuff happened this year; I finally soloed, PA gets a face lift, plus a lot more!
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By scootermaven on
Tuesday, October 20, 2009 3:53 PM
This morning I was visualizing myself flying over beautiful scenery, piloting my own glider, with nothing but the birds to keep me company. I had every detail in mind with acute clarity, the azure sky, huge fluffy cummies, the smell of evergreen trees and freshly cut grass, wind in my face, consistent pressure on the control bar. Bumps to the left and right to maintain my heading. I was technically proficient and in total control of my glider. This is my meditation, my reason to get up in the morning. Sometimes I am at the beach, with the beauty and power of the ocean so close to the atmosphere in which I play. Perhaps I will land on the sand and go for a swim and do some body surfing. Sometimes I am in the mountains, and I can see the goats playing on the cliffs I dare not try to climb. It doesn’t matter. I drink it all in, observe everything with the same exhilaration and joy I felt the first time I experienced free flight. I smile, take a deep breath and think, “this is why you are here…right here, right now.”
Right here, right now, I am nowhere near achieving the reality of that gorgeous daydream. I’m mentally preparing for...
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By scootermaven on
Friday, October 09, 2009 1:42 AM
a strong body = a strong pilot. I want that.
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By scootermaven on
Tuesday, October 06, 2009 3:33 PM
And what's she dreaming about? Her very own set of wings!
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By scootermaven on
Sunday, September 13, 2009 4:43 PM
I had a lovely weekend out at the airport recently. It was very quiet, the weather was great. It's actually a little unnerving not having the tug buzzing around up there, or seeing the gaggle which would have surely been up there with this indian summer weather. (Hello summer - where have you been for the last 3 months?) I had a go on the scooter tow line with good takeoffs, a few touch and goes, and some not so good landings. My landing gear needs a tune up! Darn legs, cooperate with me next time! Not just the legs, but the eyes too! "Target!" Don't look down, look at the target! Easy to say, not so easy to do. must practice that. I'm a bit clumsy and have compensated over the years by looking at my feet to make sure I'm not going to trip on anything. Now I have to unlearn that. Sigh. my knee is hurting but not busted up or anything really bad. I'm concerned that it will interfere with my massage training so I hope it heals quickly.
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By scootermaven on
Sunday, September 06, 2009 1:42 PM
Hang gliding is so much more than flying. It's a mindset. It's one of the many things that nurtures my soul and makes me thrilled to be alive and well. In the motorcycling community...
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By Herb Benton on
8/7/2009 7:00 AM
This is a continuation from my previous post on the fun that Rich and I had while trying to scooter tow Tuesday August 4th out at the Whitewater Hang Gliding Club
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